Day after day, I'm sick of these games.
And the way everything's manipulated so you people get your way.
So what the **** is with this charade?
It doesn't get anyone anywhere and there's too much hate just lock the gate and let me ******* escape.

Go to hell you *****.
Nothing in life will ever be enough.
It's because of you all that makes life **** this much.
Nothing will ever matter because you all manipulate the truth for your greedy bluffs.

When you look at life what do you see?
All I see is narcissism and vanity.
The deeper I look it's greed and entitlement.
And at a glance there's only room for your bigoted wits.
So what was the point of making this life?
Everyone's a brain dead ****** with no room for giving anything that matters a chance.
You people see it as being on your "best behaviour".
You people make people need a ******* ******* saviour.
You people aren't doing anyone any favours.
Keep your ******* away from me you peoples "offers" and ultimatums never should have made it to the table.

What's to come in these passing days?
Life is despicable I'd rather get slain.
Why the **** can't I get off of this God forsaken page?
You people deserve the absolute worst and there's no way to see it any other way.

As you people keep up this delusional web of petty nonsense.
I'll wonder why everything is so tainted, and what's with these stupid tests.
If they were never involved then what sense does this bigotry solve?
I guess I may not have been wrong.
But that doesn't mean you have full power on everything that goes on.
So as you're all blinded by your ignorance, I'll just keep hoping you all drop dead.
Because all of this despicable fuckery leaves people with mostly dread.

Life lost.
Lack of humanity.
There is no sanity.
You people are consumed with narcism and vanity.
There's nowhere to go but up.
But life is too much and I'll just get dragged further into the pit.
I have lost all mercy and don't care if there's a place to sit.
Life feels bewitched.
Can't shake the hate.
I'll never escape these harsh tides.
So don't blame me if I don't want to ever see the sun rise.

Nothing feels real.
I don't know where to go.
There's no mercy in the woe.
At least there's no longer sorrow.
Why does everything seem fake?
It's me against the renegades.
I dont know why life turned out this way.
It's always on the weak they play.
And I'm so ******* sick of this life's petty games.